I wake up. Get ready. And left for hang gliding class. Mom packed a bag full of fresh blueberries on the marble counter for me. I picked it up and put on my sneakers. Grabbed my keys from the car on the shelf and hopped into the car. I put my phone on the stand and turned on google maps so i could navigate my way to the class.
"in one hundred meters, turn right"
As i was driving i noticed that the class was pretty close to my place. Not adjacent but close by.
YOU ARE READING
Hang Glider
RomanceAmelie, an Irish- Australian, falls in love with her hang gliding instructor. What happens next? read it for yourself.
